Apr 11, 2007 11:45
The second the intercom sounded, while the man on the intercom was still talking, Ashton pulled himself off the couch in the Music Room and slowly made his way to the door. He walked, glided even, as if he were a ghost in a dream. The nurses had already filed up to escort the patients to the lunchroom, and one bustled over to walk Ashton those few
(
Read more... )
raine,
carnage,
zelos,
qui-gon jinn,
axel,
edward elric,
xigbar,
lust,
rock lee,
goku,
raistlin,
sephiroth,
azel,
larxene,
rufus,
naminé,
miku,
amaterasu,
tsuzuki,
hakkai,
claire bennet,
luxord,
hikaru,
aya,
matsumoto,
caim,
lord recluse,
elena (ffvii),
ritsuka,
fox,
tifa,
cliff,
otacon,
takaya,
darman,
gabranth,
kadaj,
haku,
barret,
vergil,
seimei,
rubedo,
renji,
obi-wan kenobi,
homura,
adelheid,
dias,
larsa,
sora,
heiderich,
riza,
reinforce,
ashton,
river,
reno,
albel,
kyouya,
rukia,
hojo,
dean winchester,
raven,
hughes,
bakura,
alucard,
darkwing,
envy,
vincent,
haru,
roy,
mal,
wesker,
valyn,
lyta,
schuldig,
sasuke,
aidou,
eddie brock,
hisoka,
gin,
omi,
captain jack
Reply
Not that the nurse really cared about that, it was time to eat! The shinigami was suddenly glad he was so tired, beheading an obnoxious woman would probably be more than enough motivation for the drug-happy staff to pounce. Then again, being drugged would lead to sleep...
The boy sighed, sending one last glance at Ritsuka, who looked as if he was to meet his own doom in the form of a nurse. He might as well go along for now, but if she touched him one more time... The walk to the cafeteria was a quiet one which Hisoka was thankful for, the music had eased his headache but it still lurked like a bad cough and he needed nothing to draw it out again ( ... )
Reply
It dawned on Tsuzuki that this was probably the best form of apology that Hisoka could give. He'd always been so stubborn... But he was raised like that, right? And just coming to willingly sit by him was enough of an indication that Hisoka wasn't angry with him.
Tsuzuki didn't mention any of this, though. If Hisoka wanted to keep it silent, he could do that. Instead he smiled warmly, and noticing that the boy didn't have a tray of his own, offered one of the pastries to him. "You want a churro? They're really good."
Reply
Looking at the proffered stick of cinnamon sugar Hisoka made a disgusted face in attempt to hide his earlier relief.
"Keep your heart failure, I'm fine."
Almost as if on cue, his nurse arrived, placing a tray with a bit of everything the cafeteria was serving in front of the boy. The heart-failures on a stick were there too. With that the nurse chided the boy to "not skip anymore meals" before disappearing.
Annoying woman.
Hisoka pushed his tray towards Tsuzuki.
"Enjoy."
Reply
Tsuzuki had to restrain the squeal of delight when Hisoka pushed the tray towards him. He had caught what the nurse had said to Hisoka about skipping meals. Was he doing this frequently?...
"Are you sure?" he asked, using every ounce of self-control that he had to resist just gobbling down the food. "You should really eat a bit. It's not healthy to starve yourself, you know. You'll get sick."
Reply
At his partner's worry Hisoka just waved his hand as if to brush the words away. He'd eat the moment they served something edible.
"I ate a while ago." Which wasn't exactly a lie, he had eaten at brunch yesterday. At least he thought he did, he couldn't really remember too well at the moment...
Reply
"How long was a while ago?" Tsuzuki asked, trying not to be too pushy. He didn't want Hisoka yelling at him again so soon. Even though he knew it was likely to happen again before the day was out. Just not as violently as he had before.
Reply
But if he had some sort of candy...
The boy muttered incoherently under his breath, a faint scowl on his face.
"Brunch."
Reply
"You really should eat something. If you don't like any of this, maybe I can get one of the nurses to get you something else?" Try as he might, Tsuzuki couldn't keep all of the worry from slipping into his tone.
Reply
A lose-lose situation.
The boy glanced at the food, stomach roiling at the sight of whatever it was. It looked disgusting... At least they had some sort of rice...?
Reply
"Please, Hisoka?" He decided that if flat out begging didn't work, he might have to resort to more drastic measures... Once he thought of more drastic measures, of course.
Reply
And now he knew what Tatsumi had to deal with on a daily basis. The man needed a raise.
The shinigami narrowed his eyes on his partner, silently promising pain.
"I'll try some of it if you stop making that face."
Reply
"It's not so bad. Really," he added as an afterthought, though he still wasn't expecting Hisoka to eat very much of it. But as long as he ate at least half a taco, or something like that, Tsuzuki would be satisfied.
Reply
Gathering his courage, Hisoka grabbed one of the circular breads on the tray and bit into it cautiously. As much as he hated to admit it, it really wasn't as bad as he had been expecting...
Reply
"Um, you kinda have to eat it with the stuff on it. Or at least something on it. Just the shell isn't really much better than nothing at all."
Reply
"There's air on it," He replied grumpily. "And possibly botulism."
Reply
Leave a comment